galère

I was forming the habit of trusting to pure luck and vogue la galere!

And what have they or you to do in this galere—I mean garden?'

Que le diable allait il faire dans cette galere muttered his Dublin friends.

I shall ever think on you with gratitude, and the worst of my censure shall be, Que diable alloit-il faire dans cette galere?'

And when he had said it for the tenth time, Moliere's words: "Mais que diable allait-il faire dans cette galere?"